[FanFic Post] The Graduation Caper: Part Two [Prince of Tennis] [RyoSaku]
This is a one-shot fic, but the size is too big to put it all on one LJ entry, so I'm breaking it into two parts. Here's part two:
The Graduation Caper
It's senior high school graduation and Ryoma is determined to secure his future. Sakuno has talked herself into giving up. Their former senpai have sneaky plans that go wrong in a good way? All that matters is the end result, right? RyoSaku. Complete.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - E. Ryoma & R. Sakuno - Words: 12,564
Sakuno started snickering again, "Ne, Ryoma-kun~~ it sure is a good thing you don't live up the hill where the temple is. Hehehehehehehehehe."
Ryoma scoffed. You bet your drunken ass it was a good thing. His house would have been practically impossible if they'd had to trek up the small stone temple steps to get to it. Thankfully someone in his family had the common sense to build a house on the lower street-access side of the property. So yeah, sure he still walked up the steps to the temple on most days to make use of the tennis court there - who wouldn't? Still he'd always been rather grateful that the house was easy enough to get to. It was interesting that Sakuno had taken note of it as well; honestly, she'd only been to his house a few times, since he'd usually pick her up at her place if they were going somewhere.
He swallowed audibly; though Sakuno probably didn't hear it since she was busy spacing out on the Echizen sign while Ryoma opened the gate, "Do you…like it here?"
"Hmmm? Where? Ryoma-kun's house? Tokyo? Japan? Earth?" Sakuno giggled as she barraged him with questions.
"My…house," he clarified lowly.
"Mmm, I've always liked Ryoma-kun's house," she answered. She had that dreamy look on her face again. She was floating away in her mind somewhere.
Ryoma took her hand and pulling her over the property line, he kicked the gate closed behind them. Now that they were here, his heart was starting to pound out of his chest. Why the hell was he so nervous all the sudden? They got to the door and Ryoma fished his keys out of his pocket and turned them in the lock, opening the door for them. As it swung into the dark house, Sakuno flicked the hall light on with one hand while she kicked her shoes off with the other, announced her presence to the building at large and then ran ahead of him.
"Sakuno, wait, you're going to hurt yourself!" Ryoma called out as he quickly discarded his own shoes and followed after her, quickly flicking on the other lights on his way.
She was in the kitchen with the refrigerator open when he found her.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Keeping her right arm on the refrigerator door's handle she swung around the door to look at him and gave him a goofy grin, "I'm hungry, aren't you? We didn't finish eating at Takashiiii'sssss."
Did she have a tendency to drop the -kun with everybody besides him while drunk, or was it just a Kawamura special? Sure, his name was the only one she'd been singing so far tonight, but he couldn't help but feel put out at the way she casually talked about Kawamura. He stamped down the jealousy trying to burn up inside of him and reminded himself she'd come home with him.
"I don't think you should be cooking," he replied as he made his way over to her and joined her.
"Hehehehe, ne, Ryoma-kun, I've never drunk this much beforrrreee, how about onigiriiii hehehehehe?" she asked as she took out a container of cooked rice, a package of nori sheets, and a carton of umeboshi out of the refrigerator.
"Sure," Ryoma replied as he took each item from her and set them on the counter. As Sakuno turned to the food ingredients and started opening everything up Ryoma closed the refrigerator door behind her and taking a couple of plates out of the cabinet he put them on the countertop. He was just hoping she didn't turn his Mother's kitchen into a disaster zone for him to clean up tomorrow.
Thankfully, Sakuno was able to form the rice balls without much incident. They were definitely not up to her usual standards by shape, and she did leave some rice bits for him to clean up tomorrow, but considering how lit she was he was actually kind-of proud of her for making them something to eat.
As they sat at the kitchen table and munched down their snack, Ryoma asked, "So are you feeling better now?"
Thankfully it hadn't put her into another giggle fit, as she pretty much hadn't stopped laughing or snickering or giggling about whatever was going on inside her head ever since she'd drank the everclear, "I feeeeeel…a little betterrrrr, can I take a bath?"
Ryoma dropped the last of his rice ball from his fingers and looked up at Sakuno who had suddenly stood up from the table. Was she serious?
"I don't know-" Ryoma stopped his caution abruptly as Sakuno turned and started her way out of the kitchen and through the house again. A few seconds passed before he heard her thumping up the stairs.
Did the girl somehow have a map he didn't know about of his place? Or had she actually been there more than he remembered? He quickly stood up from his chair, flipping the poor thing over as it flew out behind him as he took flight chasing after her. He raced up the stairs, already starting on his explanation with renewed vigor. "Sakuno, wait! You shouldn't take a bath right now, well at least not alone, you could pass out and die and there's nobody here-" Ryoma stopped in his tracks as he reached the left open changing area door.
Sakuno was just past the threshold and had somehow already managed to get her pink sundress she'd worn to the party off and she stood there with it in her hand, wearing nothing but a lacy white bra and panties set.
"Ryoma-kun~~ where should I put my dr-essssss?" she whined. As if it was nothing unusual for him to see her in nothing but her underwear.
Blushing, he held his hand out for her to give it to him, which she obliged, "I'll take it," he gulped in the air around him as he shamelessly roved his eyes over her body. She wasn't even blushing. Did she seriously not realize?
"Can you start the bath? Pleaseeee?" she asked.
Ryoma wordlessly nodded before heading into the bathroom. Tossing her dress over his shoulder, he turned the knobs and tested the water to fill the bathtub up for her. By the time he turned around she was covered in a towel, and had pulled her long loose locks up into a messy bun on her head. Ryoma couldn't help but notice her folded up lacy undergarments sitting in the basket of the changing area on his exit and pushed away the strong desire to touch the soft fabric and rub it between his fingers.
"I'm going to hang your dress up, don't drown while I'm gone," he instructed.
At this Sakuno dissolved into giggles again as he heard the distinctive splash of her entering the water, "Come back to turn this off, okay~~ Ryoma-kun~~, hehehehehehe," she sang to his retreating back.
Ryoma cursed under his breath. How was he supposed to stand for this? Quickly going into his bedroom, he hung Sakuno's dress up in his closest before angrily making his way back to the bathroom.
"Sakuno!" he bellowed out as he re-entered the bathroom.
Upon his entrance, Sakuno had burst into another fit of giggles, "Ryoma~~" she sang back, deciding now to drop the -kun as she playfully splashed at the water around her. Ryoma blinked. Was that?
Wow, that sure was.
He'd thought she would leave her towel on in the bath, but nope - there it was lying on the floor just outside of the tub. Ryoma couldn't believe it. He grit his teeth as he imagined himself stripping down and joining her. Freaking tease. What was she thinking stripping down like that in front of him? Did she think he wasn't a man or something? Did she really not get it at all? He hastily spun the knobs of the tub to turn the water off and retreated to the changing area. Screw it. He was getting in the bath too, if that wasn't an invitation, then hell.
Removing his shirt and pants Ryoma paused for a moment and peaked around the changing area door back into the bathroom. Sakuno had her arms propped up on the side of the tub with her head laying on them. She gave a content sigh. Oh man…
He wrapped a small bathing towel around his hips and removed his boxers, placing them in the other empty basket with his other clothes.
Flicking the bathroom's light off, he made his way into the den of temptation.
At the darkness, Sakuno had sat up, and immediately called out to him, "Ryoma-kun? The lights?"
If her behavior hadn't been so absurd Ryoma would have believed she was sober when she wasn't singing his name out and giggling. "I'm right here, just relax," he instructed as he dropped himself into the warm water next to the object of his affection. He could barely make out her profile from the moonlight drifting in through the windows towards the bathroom's ceiling. Shadows from the trees outside shifted across the bathroom floor from whatever breeze there was outside in the crisp spring air.
Ryoma leaned back against the tub's wall and let his eyes drift closed for a moment. This was pretty nice, and now that Sakuno was relaxing instead of teasing him, he felt more at ease, and didn't feel the need to just jump her and get it over with. He was calming down. Good. Calm, calm, he just needed to make sure she didn't drown; he wasn't going to take advantage of this. Really…
A slight splash next to him had him cracking an eye open just before Sakuno made contact.
"Hehehehehehehehehe, Ryoma-kun is NAKKKKKED in the bath with meeee~~" she sang to him as he felt her soft wet body come into full contact by jumping into his lap.
Ryoma fought his natural reflex of pulling his legs together to protect his man-parts knowing such an action would only hurt Sakuno and cause a mess of tangled bathing NAKED limbs and other parts. He surely had to be burning red by now, and he was eternally grateful the lights were out, as the images he'd probably be seeing right now would have probably induced something extremely embarrassing like a nose bleed. Or even worse, he might be passing out, which would be a really bad thing considering he was in here in the first place to make sure Sakuno didn't do just that. If he'd wanted a peek he could have just sat in here with the lights on, Sakuno sure didn't seem to care. How had he thought this was going to be better? Sakuno moved closer, wrapping her arms around his neck again. Oh, What. The. HELL. If he hadn't kept his towel tied around his hips…Ryoma's eyes swirled with naughty thoughts as he brought his arms around Sakuno to hold her in place as she'd now decided bouncing and flailing around in his lap was a good idea.
Nope, definitely not a good idea, because HELLO and was that softness in his hand what he thought it was? He squeezed. Sakuno moaned.
Oh man, this was quickly getting to the point of no return.
Sakuno had placed her lips against his jaw and was making small licks at drops of water collected there. Ryoma shivered. Who would guess she was such a…a…oh…oh, that was nice. Suppressing his own moan he gave up and turning his head slightly made contact with Sakuno's roaming lips.
They both suddenly became consumed by liquid fire, as Ryoma grasped the sides of her face, deepening the kiss and Sakuno's hands had instantly started roaming the planes of his chest and stomach. Before Ryoma realized what was happening, he felt Sakuno's hand undo the lose tie at his hip and release his towel into the water. It was enough to get his attention back to the actual situation.
"Sakuno! What are you doing?" he begged through pants of breath after parting their lips. He was so confused.
"I like Ryoma…" she whimpered to him before gently pressing small kisses against his lips and lower jaw.
Ryoma cursed up a storm of English expletives in his head, positive he was even making new ones up.
Control, control, he needed to get this back under control, she was drunk! It was bad enough they'd done as much as they had. He was in the bathtub with her naked, making out! This needed to stop now, or there was NO going back, there were NO take backs. She needed to make this decision in her right mind, and after, well, after…oh no, how was he going to do this without Sakuno getting the wrong impression?
"Let's-" kiss "get-" kiss "out-" kiss "now," he got out through Sakuno's kissing assault as he gently lifted Sakuno off of his lap and held back a groan of frustration over the sudden lack of contact. Her shaved smooth legs had felt like a slice of heaven rubbing over him and he instantly missed the sensation.
Sakuno, apparently having still lost all inhibitions groaned and immediately pouted, "Ryoma~~."
Before she could glomp onto him again, he quickly stood from the water and exited grabbing Sakuno's dry towel off the floor, he wrapped it around his hips.
Undeterred, Sakuno began snickering again as she shot out of the water after him and followed him all the way to the changing area. Ryoma practically flung a big fluffy towel around her in his haste to cover her up before they got into the lit up hallway. He couldn't do this.
Grabbing their clothes from the baskets, he grabbed one of Sakuno's hands and dragged her down the hallway to his bedroom and pushed her to sit down on his bed.
Tossing their collective clothing on the floor he turned towards the doorway to flick the light switch on when Sakuno grabbed his hand and pulled, causing him to topple over her on the bed. She was giving him the wickedest laugh he'd ever heard and Ryoma couldn't seem to place his hands anywhere without touching wet naked parts of Sakuno, who was eagerly returning the favor. She sure was going out of her way to make this as difficult as possible, wasn't she?
She'd wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and started kissing him again, this time sucking his lower lip and tracing circles on it with the tip of her tongue. Ryoma groaned and placing both hands on either side of her head pushed himself up, only to be pulled back down by Sakuno. She stopped kissing him for a minute and panted against his lips.
"Ryoma…Ryoma, it has to be now," she pleaded.
Ryoma faltered, "What? Why?"
"Because…because after tonight, I'll never see you again, you'll be gone you see, and I…I like Ryoma," Sakuno murmured out to him, somehow losing steam as she got through her pleading.
What was she talking about? He wasn't going anywhere, well, not yet anyways…
"I'm not going-" Ryoma began explaining only to be cut off by a deep sigh coming from the bundle of wet woman underneath him.
Wow, she'd completely stopped moving, and her arms were slack around his neck.
"Sakuno?" he questioned only to be answered by another puff of air passing over his face.
Great. She'd passed out. Wasn't that just great! Ryoma moved to push himself off of Sakuno so he could go lay down somewhere else, only to have her arms tighten around him reflexively.
Seriously? He couldn't even move now? He was stuck in bed naked with Sakuno?
Come on!
After several more fruitless attempts, Ryoma gave up on his escape and simply rolled them to their sides and closed his eyes. He wasn't getting away from her without physically harming her. He mentally shook his head. This was so ridiculous. He could already feel the headache coming for him in the morning and he was too tired for this. Besides, they still had their towels on…it would be fine. Or, maybe that was just the beer talking.
Ryuzaki Sakuno woke early the day after her high school graduation from the sensation of something rubbing her stomach. She was lying on her back and something was on top of her making a rubbing sensation on her stomach, what in the world? Her head was pounding and she fought to crack her eyes open to see what was disturbing her sleep only to be met with a fluffy Himalayan cat face.
She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Wasn't that? Ryoma-kun's cat? She slowly blinked, thinking somehow the cat was a figment of her imagination induced by whatever was giving her the headache from hell. Nope, fluffy face was still looking intently down at her and rubbing its paws into her stomach with determination. Why was thinking so difficult? What was Ryoma-kun's cat's name again?
She wet her dry lips with the tip of her tongue, "Ka-Karupin?" she croaked.
A loud moan suddenly filled her ears, and Sakuno was suddenly aware that she was not in bed alone, well, besides the cat.
Oh no. Please no.
The arm she hadn't realized was wrapped around her waist shifted, suddenly making her aware of its presence and wait…was she naked?
She rolled her eyes to the side and got a glimpse of dark greenish black hair.
Oh no. Nonononononononononononono.
She shifted slightly in the direction of her bedmate, causing Karupin to jump off of her. She got a good look at her bedmate's sleeping face and confirmed that yes; she was somehow in a bed with Echizen Ryoma.
She was pretty sure she was naked. She was pretty sure Ryoma-kun was too, given his exposed shoulders. She bit her lip to keep herself from screaming as Ryoma-kun's hazel eyes slowly blinked open.
"Sakuno-" he whispered just as her confused brain finished processing and not being able to take it anymore, Sakuno let out a terrified scream as she pushed Ryoma away from her. She effectively pushed him into the bedroom wall and herself off of the bed. Quickly realizing she'd tumbled off the bed, she looked down at herself and realizing her nakedness she screamed again as she grabbed at the blanket and yanked it off of Ryoma and wrapped it around herself. Looking up, she was met with a rattled, confused and naked Ryoma and screamed yet again.
Not even bothering to cover himself, Ryoma had both hands covering his ears, "Will you stop screaming? My head is pounding!"
Sakuno quieted for a second as Ryoma grabbed at a towel that was on the bed and wrapped it around his hips. Before he could even look back at Sakuno she was already back on the bed with him wrapped up like a mummy in his blanket.
"Ryoma-kun! What-?" Sakuno stopped herself from asking the questions on the tip of her tongue. Why couldn't she remember anything? Why didn't she know why she was here? Why was she naked in Ryoma-kun's bed? Did she really want to know? Weren't the answers obvious?
Rolling up on herself and putting her forehead into the bed, Sakuno moaned, "Oh God, I'm ruined!"
Hearing Sakuno's words, Ryoma's eyes widened in disbelief. She didn't…uh oh. Before he could explain though, Sakuno was in a full swing freak out. She was pounding her fists onto the bed and kicking her feet from her knees. "I'm ruined, I'm ruined, I'm ruined," she was practically chanting it to his mattress.
"What will I do now? Uwahhhhaahahahahahahaha~~" she wailed into the bed.
Not knowing how to calm her down, Ryoma remained still and watched in horror as Sakuno continued her tirade. Ugh, his headache was now in top form and he squeezed his eyes shut tightly trying to figure out how to fix this situation. Wasn't this what he'd fought so hard to avoid last night? He took his left hand and rubbed at his temples for a second trying to gather his still half awake wits about him.
Sakuno had sat bolt upright, flopped back to the floor and was now scrambling through their clothes on the floor, "Dress, dress, where's my dress?" she was saying to herself.
"I hung your dress in my closet," Ryoma informed her without even thinking about it.
Sakuno wobbled to her feet and half way to the closet, she paused, turned and then flopped her blanket-wrapped self in his desk chair. She picked up his cordless phone started furiously punching numbers into the receiver.
Ryoma's eyes widened in fright as he suddenly jumped into action and swiping the phone out of Sakuno's hands quickly hit the end call button.
"What are you doing?" he demanded furiously.
Taken aback by his anger, Sakuno flinched as she reached for the phone in his hand and answered, "I-I'm calling Takashi-kun!"
Kawamura again? What the hell?
"What? Why?" Ryoma asked, his confusion and frustration clearly conveyed in his tone as he pulled the phone further away from Sakuno, effectively keeping it out of her reach, unless she wanted to flash him of course.
"What?" Sakuno asked back, now also confused.
"Why are you calling Kawamura?" he asked.
Sakuno's lower lip suddenly quivered, "Be-because! Uwahahahahahaha~~~ Taka-takashi-kun, he promised me, he promised if something like this ever happened he would take care of me...that he would mar-marry me and everything would be okay."
Furious, Ryoma threw the phone into the wall. It bounced on impact breaking into several smaller pieces. Sakuno cried out in shock.
Kawamura told her that? What the hell! Next time he saw that guy he was going to punch his brains out and Sakuno was quitting Kawamura sushi effective immediately. He flexed his hands into fists just thinking about how much he was going to beat the crap out of Kawamura. How dare he?
Sakuno was crying inconsolably into his blanket with her hands covering her face. Her long brunette hair was cascading about her in disheveled waves.
Ryoma groaned from the pain in his head and the silly female distress going on in the room at present. What a mess. He let out a frustrated huff before he stomped over to their discarded clothing from the night before and grabbing his pants off the floor dug through his right pocket and produced the now crumpled up long white envelope he'd been carting around with him the past few days. Smoothing it out he walked back to his desk chair and held the envelope underneath Sakuno's nose, hoping she'd look through her hands and spot it.
Seeing the envelope under her nose, she stopped crying and sniffled a bit as she hesitantly took the envelope from Ryoma's outstretched hand.
"Ryoma-kun? What's this?" she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her she turned it over and began breaking the seal.
Ryoma put a hand over hers; momentarily stopping the action, "Wait. Just…before you open that up, we," Ryoma paused as Sakuno looked up into his eyes and he took a nervous gulp of air. "Last night, we, I mean, nothing," he let out a huff of frustration, "it- I mean, we didn't…you know," he gestured with his hands helplessly unable to put it into words and blushing furiously remembering what they had done.
Sakuno's eyes widened with understanding as she realized what he was trying to say. She started blushing furiously herself, "We…we, didn't?" she asked.
Ryoma shook his head, "We didn't."
Sakuno looked down and then back up at Ryoma, taking a moment to rove her eyes over his barely clothed form, "Are you sure?"
Ryoma averted his eyes for a second. Okay, so the truth was, she'd broken him down and he'd decided he couldn't fight her anymore about it and then she'd passed out, but…well, they hadn't so…he then looked back at her, "I'm sure that I'm sure! I remember everything!"
Sakuno let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, "O-okay, I believe Ryoma-kun."
Ryoma sighed with obvious relief and then glanced nervously at the envelope in Sakuno's hands. He moved over and leaned his towel-clad figure against his desk, keeping both eyes glued on the envelope.
However, now that the subject was being discussed, Sakuno had questions, "What did happen last night, Ryoma-kun?"
Ryoma swallowed and flushed red yet again. What was he going to tell her? He looked at the envelope again. Everything. He needed to tell her everything.
He yanked the envelope out of Sakuno's fingers. She protested meekly, but he just walked back to his bed. He slowly sat back on it, taking care that he didn't flash anything underneath his towel at Sakuno.
Sakuno rose from the chair at Ryoma's desk and waddled after him with the blanket still tightly wrapped about her figure. She joined him on the bed; somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered why neither of them had bothered to put any real clothes on.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" Ryoma asked once they had both settled side by side with their backs against the wall.
Sakuno paused for a moment and tried to think, she'd just been reacting and jumping to conclusions all morning instead of trying to remember what happened to get her into this situation. Oh. Oh…ohohohohohoh.
"Ryoma-kun you tried to help me because I ate Fuji-kun's sushi, but you gave me this horrible tasting stuff and then I was all fuzzy happy giggles, but I didn't feel good, right? I kind-of remember walking here with you, why didn't you take me home?"
Ryoma gave Sakuno a skeptical look. Did she really not understand?
"I couldn't bring you home drunk like that!"
Sakuno's eyes widened, "I- okay, you're right, it was probably better not to go home drunk. Grandma would have probably killed both of us." She paused and gazed at Ryoma's bare chest for a minute, now that she'd calmed down her fingers were itching to touch him. She pulled her back away from the wall a bit and leaned over him.
"Ne, Ryoma-kun…if nothing happened, how did we end up naked?" she asked quietly. Her traitorous right hand was inching towards his shoulder.
Ryoma gave Sakuno a smirk and taking her approaching right hand into his left, he pulled her hand into contact with his chest as he cupped the side of her face with his right hand and pulled her lips down to meet his.
Sakuno couldn't believe it. Ryoma-kun was kissing her! Losing herself she slumped her blanketed form onto his towel-only clad lap and enjoyed rubbing her hands across his bare chest and back as she kissed him back fervently. After all, she'd probably never see him again after this anyway.
By the time Sakuno was moaning into his ear as he kissed his way down her neck, Ryoma paused and moving his mouth to her ear confessed, "This is what happened last night."
Sakuno nearly lost herself at Ryoma's whispered confession - she was ready to drop the blanket off and swipe at Ryoma's towel. Uwah, last night sounded so hot to her, and she couldn't even remember it. Her first kiss lost to the fuzziness of being drunk, although, this morning's display was more than making up for it by her imaginings.
"Ryoma-kun no etchi," she jokingly scolded him.
Ryoma gave a slight snicker of amusement.
"I still don't know how we got naked," she reminded him.
Ryoma gave a nervous cough, "You…insisted on taking a bath."
Sakuno took a minute to think that through…
. . . .
"Ryoma-kun and I took a bath together?"
Ryoma was unsuccessfully trying to back away from Sakuno's furious expression, though his back was already into the wall. Realizing he was cornered, he closed his eyes for a moment to gather his thoughts and then defended, "Well, I turned the lights off!"
Sakuno was already onto the next point, "So then when were we kissing?"
"Well," gulp, "while we were in the bath-"
"Uwahahahahahaha~~ Ryoma you did ruin me, I'm ruined!" Sakuno interrupted.
Now she drops the -kun? Ryoma noted with irritation.
"Now I'm going to have to marry Takashi-kun!" she continued.
AGAIN? Again she brings up Kawamura! Ryoma banged the side of his fist into the wall behind him before he completely lost his temper. He grabbed for the white envelope once again since it had been discarded next to them on the bed and started opening it up. Forget this, she was being such a silly female right now, he absolutely couldn't take it anymore, and if she brought up Kawamura Takashi one more time as a potential marriage mate he was going to put his clothes on and go burn down the sushi shop.
Unfolding the document that was inside the envelope out, he flipped it over and held the writing up to Sakuno's face between them for a moment to get her attention before lowering it enough that he could watch her eyes scan over it with wonder and confusion.
Her wailing had immediately ceased and now she was moving shaky hands from Ryoma's shoulders to the document's edges to take it from him. She shifted on his lap to get better light and Ryoma watched as she read it over more than one time as if in disbelief.
Finally, she looked up at him with shining tearful eyes.
Ryoma gulped and felt his whole body flush with embarrassment.
She waved the document with one hand between them for a few seconds, "So…Ryoma did this?"
It didn't matter if she was asking if he'd ordered it or filled it out, or done all the research to fill it out, he had done it, all of it. He nodded.
Sakuno put both hands on the edges of the document again and looked at it, blushing. Raising her eyes back at Ryoma she gave him a glowing smile. She was practically sparkling and Ryoma determined this was a good sign.
"I-I don't know what to say!"
"Don't say anything, just sign it and stamp it!"
"But Ryoma! That would mean, I mean…that would, you know? If I did that then we'd, well…that would make us married!"
"Yeah, so?"
"So you want to marry me?"
Ryoma was suddenly rather embarrassed. Why couldn't she just sign it and be done with it? Girls! So troublesome!
He frowned at her, "Why else would I have done all the research to fill it all out and made my parents sign it since I'm only 18?"
Sakuno looked at the paper again and confirmed that his parents had given their approval. Since she'd turned 18 and no longer required parental permission for marriage she had almost forgot the law that boys had to have it until they were 20. That must have been really hard on Ryoma since his Dad loved to tease him so much about girls.
She'd been partially melting a bit inside ever since she'd first glanced at the paper, but now…she was finally realizing what it really meant and then, "No! Ryoma, I can't marry you!"
She shoved the paper back at him.
Ryoma didn't understand. She said she liked him! She looked positively gooey with happiness a second ago. "Why not?" he demanded.
"Ryoma is a young famous tennis star, you can't get married."
"WHAT? That's stupid!"
"It's not stupid, you can't have a family and play tennis!"
Ryoma disagreed, obviously, but he'd already anticipated the possibility of this argument, in fact, his usually really stupid father had been the one to point it out to him while he'd signed his parental approval. "Fine! I'll quit tennis! We'll just - run the temple here or something."
Sakuno started crying again, "I can't let you do that!"
Desperate, Ryoma grabbed the sides of her face and forced her to focus her eyes on his before saying lowly, "And I can't not marry you, so what's it going to be Sakuno? Do you not like me?" If she hadn't been all over him last night his heart would have probably been shattered with no hope right now, instead he just wanted to shake some sense into her. Sure, he had a sick feeling in his stomach area, but he paid it no mind, this was the moment. He wiped away the few tears that escaped the sides of her eyes with his thumbs and held his breath waiting for her response.
She kept her eye contact with him, "I- I love Ryoma."
He set his forehead against hers and closed his eyes in relief, "You better love me, you silly girl."
A second later, Sakuno had given him a peck on the lips and was standing at his desk signing the paper she'd grabbed on her way off the bed. She'd left the blanket behind on Ryoma's lap, leaving Ryoma to gape at her as she signed their marriage certificate naked.
Ryoma jumped off the bad and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing the back of the side of her neck as she finished. There was no need for him to sign it, since he'd signed his side days ago when he'd first received the official document and started filling it out. Seeing her signature he grinned in satisfaction.
"My stamp is at home, so I have to stamp it later," she explained.
He rubbed his hands up and down her bare arms before wrapping his arms around her shoulders and setting his forehead down into her neck, "Thank God."
Sakuno was surprised by his comment, "What do you mean?"
"For a scary moment there, I thought you really wouldn't marry me," he confessed.
Sakuno smirked as she turned around in his arms and he lifted his head back up.
"Ryoma, after all these years, you should know that I could never really say no to you."
He gave her a sideways smirk, "Believe me Echizen Sakuno, after last night, I learned that it definitely goes both ways."
Sakuno giggled at the sound of her new name and somewhere in her mind she desperately hoped that when this headache passed she'd remember everything that Ryoma claimed to remember had happened last night, but in the meantime, she was going to enjoy this moment of her newly wedded bliss. She pressed her body against her husband's and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Take me back to bed Ryoma."
"With pleasure, Sakuno," he said as he lifted her up and deposited her back on his bed, he grabbed the blanket and wrapped them both up in it. "So, any ideas on the honeymoon?"
"Ryoma, I had no idea you even wanted to marry me twenty minutes ago, and I have a hangover, give me a few minutes to catch up with you!" Sakuno scolded him.
"Yes, wife," he said with a grin. He was pretty sure he was going to have fun getting to know Sakuno better now that her shyness had been removed. In the meantime, he was going to make up for last night. He propped himself on his side and leaning over his bride he began sucking on her lower lip as he moved his free arm over the smooth planes of her stomach.
Sakuno let out a wicked laugh, "Ne, Ryoma-kun~~ I think I'm starting to remember!"
Ryoma paused his assault and scoffed at his wife, "Nothing but just Ryoma from now on, and you are forbidden to go work for Kawamura ever again."
"Wait? What?"
A/N: Well, I hope you all got as many giggles from this story as I did, it was heaps of fun to finally write out this story that's been bouncing around in my head the last 3 years. Please make my day and give me some review love! Muah! xoxo ~Bunny
The Graduation Caper
It's senior high school graduation and Ryoma is determined to secure his future. Sakuno has talked herself into giving up. Their former senpai have sneaky plans that go wrong in a good way? All that matters is the end result, right? RyoSaku. Complete.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - E. Ryoma & R. Sakuno - Words: 12,564
Sakuno started snickering again, "Ne, Ryoma-kun~~ it sure is a good thing you don't live up the hill where the temple is. Hehehehehehehehehe."
Ryoma scoffed. You bet your drunken ass it was a good thing. His house would have been practically impossible if they'd had to trek up the small stone temple steps to get to it. Thankfully someone in his family had the common sense to build a house on the lower street-access side of the property. So yeah, sure he still walked up the steps to the temple on most days to make use of the tennis court there - who wouldn't? Still he'd always been rather grateful that the house was easy enough to get to. It was interesting that Sakuno had taken note of it as well; honestly, she'd only been to his house a few times, since he'd usually pick her up at her place if they were going somewhere.
He swallowed audibly; though Sakuno probably didn't hear it since she was busy spacing out on the Echizen sign while Ryoma opened the gate, "Do you…like it here?"
"Hmmm? Where? Ryoma-kun's house? Tokyo? Japan? Earth?" Sakuno giggled as she barraged him with questions.
"My…house," he clarified lowly.
"Mmm, I've always liked Ryoma-kun's house," she answered. She had that dreamy look on her face again. She was floating away in her mind somewhere.
Ryoma took her hand and pulling her over the property line, he kicked the gate closed behind them. Now that they were here, his heart was starting to pound out of his chest. Why the hell was he so nervous all the sudden? They got to the door and Ryoma fished his keys out of his pocket and turned them in the lock, opening the door for them. As it swung into the dark house, Sakuno flicked the hall light on with one hand while she kicked her shoes off with the other, announced her presence to the building at large and then ran ahead of him.
"Sakuno, wait, you're going to hurt yourself!" Ryoma called out as he quickly discarded his own shoes and followed after her, quickly flicking on the other lights on his way.
She was in the kitchen with the refrigerator open when he found her.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Keeping her right arm on the refrigerator door's handle she swung around the door to look at him and gave him a goofy grin, "I'm hungry, aren't you? We didn't finish eating at Takashiiii'sssss."
Did she have a tendency to drop the -kun with everybody besides him while drunk, or was it just a Kawamura special? Sure, his name was the only one she'd been singing so far tonight, but he couldn't help but feel put out at the way she casually talked about Kawamura. He stamped down the jealousy trying to burn up inside of him and reminded himself she'd come home with him.
"I don't think you should be cooking," he replied as he made his way over to her and joined her.
"Hehehehe, ne, Ryoma-kun, I've never drunk this much beforrrreee, how about onigiriiii hehehehehe?" she asked as she took out a container of cooked rice, a package of nori sheets, and a carton of umeboshi out of the refrigerator.
"Sure," Ryoma replied as he took each item from her and set them on the counter. As Sakuno turned to the food ingredients and started opening everything up Ryoma closed the refrigerator door behind her and taking a couple of plates out of the cabinet he put them on the countertop. He was just hoping she didn't turn his Mother's kitchen into a disaster zone for him to clean up tomorrow.
Thankfully, Sakuno was able to form the rice balls without much incident. They were definitely not up to her usual standards by shape, and she did leave some rice bits for him to clean up tomorrow, but considering how lit she was he was actually kind-of proud of her for making them something to eat.
As they sat at the kitchen table and munched down their snack, Ryoma asked, "So are you feeling better now?"
Thankfully it hadn't put her into another giggle fit, as she pretty much hadn't stopped laughing or snickering or giggling about whatever was going on inside her head ever since she'd drank the everclear, "I feeeeeel…a little betterrrrr, can I take a bath?"
Ryoma dropped the last of his rice ball from his fingers and looked up at Sakuno who had suddenly stood up from the table. Was she serious?
"I don't know-" Ryoma stopped his caution abruptly as Sakuno turned and started her way out of the kitchen and through the house again. A few seconds passed before he heard her thumping up the stairs.
Did the girl somehow have a map he didn't know about of his place? Or had she actually been there more than he remembered? He quickly stood up from his chair, flipping the poor thing over as it flew out behind him as he took flight chasing after her. He raced up the stairs, already starting on his explanation with renewed vigor. "Sakuno, wait! You shouldn't take a bath right now, well at least not alone, you could pass out and die and there's nobody here-" Ryoma stopped in his tracks as he reached the left open changing area door.
Sakuno was just past the threshold and had somehow already managed to get her pink sundress she'd worn to the party off and she stood there with it in her hand, wearing nothing but a lacy white bra and panties set.
"Ryoma-kun~~ where should I put my dr-essssss?" she whined. As if it was nothing unusual for him to see her in nothing but her underwear.
Blushing, he held his hand out for her to give it to him, which she obliged, "I'll take it," he gulped in the air around him as he shamelessly roved his eyes over her body. She wasn't even blushing. Did she seriously not realize?
"Can you start the bath? Pleaseeee?" she asked.
Ryoma wordlessly nodded before heading into the bathroom. Tossing her dress over his shoulder, he turned the knobs and tested the water to fill the bathtub up for her. By the time he turned around she was covered in a towel, and had pulled her long loose locks up into a messy bun on her head. Ryoma couldn't help but notice her folded up lacy undergarments sitting in the basket of the changing area on his exit and pushed away the strong desire to touch the soft fabric and rub it between his fingers.
"I'm going to hang your dress up, don't drown while I'm gone," he instructed.
At this Sakuno dissolved into giggles again as he heard the distinctive splash of her entering the water, "Come back to turn this off, okay~~ Ryoma-kun~~, hehehehehehe," she sang to his retreating back.
Ryoma cursed under his breath. How was he supposed to stand for this? Quickly going into his bedroom, he hung Sakuno's dress up in his closest before angrily making his way back to the bathroom.
"Sakuno!" he bellowed out as he re-entered the bathroom.
Upon his entrance, Sakuno had burst into another fit of giggles, "Ryoma~~" she sang back, deciding now to drop the -kun as she playfully splashed at the water around her. Ryoma blinked. Was that?
Wow, that sure was.
He'd thought she would leave her towel on in the bath, but nope - there it was lying on the floor just outside of the tub. Ryoma couldn't believe it. He grit his teeth as he imagined himself stripping down and joining her. Freaking tease. What was she thinking stripping down like that in front of him? Did she think he wasn't a man or something? Did she really not get it at all? He hastily spun the knobs of the tub to turn the water off and retreated to the changing area. Screw it. He was getting in the bath too, if that wasn't an invitation, then hell.
Removing his shirt and pants Ryoma paused for a moment and peaked around the changing area door back into the bathroom. Sakuno had her arms propped up on the side of the tub with her head laying on them. She gave a content sigh. Oh man…
He wrapped a small bathing towel around his hips and removed his boxers, placing them in the other empty basket with his other clothes.
Flicking the bathroom's light off, he made his way into the den of temptation.
At the darkness, Sakuno had sat up, and immediately called out to him, "Ryoma-kun? The lights?"
If her behavior hadn't been so absurd Ryoma would have believed she was sober when she wasn't singing his name out and giggling. "I'm right here, just relax," he instructed as he dropped himself into the warm water next to the object of his affection. He could barely make out her profile from the moonlight drifting in through the windows towards the bathroom's ceiling. Shadows from the trees outside shifted across the bathroom floor from whatever breeze there was outside in the crisp spring air.
Ryoma leaned back against the tub's wall and let his eyes drift closed for a moment. This was pretty nice, and now that Sakuno was relaxing instead of teasing him, he felt more at ease, and didn't feel the need to just jump her and get it over with. He was calming down. Good. Calm, calm, he just needed to make sure she didn't drown; he wasn't going to take advantage of this. Really…
A slight splash next to him had him cracking an eye open just before Sakuno made contact.
"Hehehehehehehehehe, Ryoma-kun is NAKKKKKED in the bath with meeee~~" she sang to him as he felt her soft wet body come into full contact by jumping into his lap.
Ryoma fought his natural reflex of pulling his legs together to protect his man-parts knowing such an action would only hurt Sakuno and cause a mess of tangled bathing NAKED limbs and other parts. He surely had to be burning red by now, and he was eternally grateful the lights were out, as the images he'd probably be seeing right now would have probably induced something extremely embarrassing like a nose bleed. Or even worse, he might be passing out, which would be a really bad thing considering he was in here in the first place to make sure Sakuno didn't do just that. If he'd wanted a peek he could have just sat in here with the lights on, Sakuno sure didn't seem to care. How had he thought this was going to be better? Sakuno moved closer, wrapping her arms around his neck again. Oh, What. The. HELL. If he hadn't kept his towel tied around his hips…Ryoma's eyes swirled with naughty thoughts as he brought his arms around Sakuno to hold her in place as she'd now decided bouncing and flailing around in his lap was a good idea.
Nope, definitely not a good idea, because HELLO and was that softness in his hand what he thought it was? He squeezed. Sakuno moaned.
Oh man, this was quickly getting to the point of no return.
Sakuno had placed her lips against his jaw and was making small licks at drops of water collected there. Ryoma shivered. Who would guess she was such a…a…oh…oh, that was nice. Suppressing his own moan he gave up and turning his head slightly made contact with Sakuno's roaming lips.
They both suddenly became consumed by liquid fire, as Ryoma grasped the sides of her face, deepening the kiss and Sakuno's hands had instantly started roaming the planes of his chest and stomach. Before Ryoma realized what was happening, he felt Sakuno's hand undo the lose tie at his hip and release his towel into the water. It was enough to get his attention back to the actual situation.
"Sakuno! What are you doing?" he begged through pants of breath after parting their lips. He was so confused.
"I like Ryoma…" she whimpered to him before gently pressing small kisses against his lips and lower jaw.
Ryoma cursed up a storm of English expletives in his head, positive he was even making new ones up.
Control, control, he needed to get this back under control, she was drunk! It was bad enough they'd done as much as they had. He was in the bathtub with her naked, making out! This needed to stop now, or there was NO going back, there were NO take backs. She needed to make this decision in her right mind, and after, well, after…oh no, how was he going to do this without Sakuno getting the wrong impression?
"Let's-" kiss "get-" kiss "out-" kiss "now," he got out through Sakuno's kissing assault as he gently lifted Sakuno off of his lap and held back a groan of frustration over the sudden lack of contact. Her shaved smooth legs had felt like a slice of heaven rubbing over him and he instantly missed the sensation.
Sakuno, apparently having still lost all inhibitions groaned and immediately pouted, "Ryoma~~."
Before she could glomp onto him again, he quickly stood from the water and exited grabbing Sakuno's dry towel off the floor, he wrapped it around his hips.
Undeterred, Sakuno began snickering again as she shot out of the water after him and followed him all the way to the changing area. Ryoma practically flung a big fluffy towel around her in his haste to cover her up before they got into the lit up hallway. He couldn't do this.
Grabbing their clothes from the baskets, he grabbed one of Sakuno's hands and dragged her down the hallway to his bedroom and pushed her to sit down on his bed.
Tossing their collective clothing on the floor he turned towards the doorway to flick the light switch on when Sakuno grabbed his hand and pulled, causing him to topple over her on the bed. She was giving him the wickedest laugh he'd ever heard and Ryoma couldn't seem to place his hands anywhere without touching wet naked parts of Sakuno, who was eagerly returning the favor. She sure was going out of her way to make this as difficult as possible, wasn't she?
She'd wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer and started kissing him again, this time sucking his lower lip and tracing circles on it with the tip of her tongue. Ryoma groaned and placing both hands on either side of her head pushed himself up, only to be pulled back down by Sakuno. She stopped kissing him for a minute and panted against his lips.
"Ryoma…Ryoma, it has to be now," she pleaded.
Ryoma faltered, "What? Why?"
"Because…because after tonight, I'll never see you again, you'll be gone you see, and I…I like Ryoma," Sakuno murmured out to him, somehow losing steam as she got through her pleading.
What was she talking about? He wasn't going anywhere, well, not yet anyways…
"I'm not going-" Ryoma began explaining only to be cut off by a deep sigh coming from the bundle of wet woman underneath him.
Wow, she'd completely stopped moving, and her arms were slack around his neck.
"Sakuno?" he questioned only to be answered by another puff of air passing over his face.
Great. She'd passed out. Wasn't that just great! Ryoma moved to push himself off of Sakuno so he could go lay down somewhere else, only to have her arms tighten around him reflexively.
Seriously? He couldn't even move now? He was stuck in bed naked with Sakuno?
Come on!
After several more fruitless attempts, Ryoma gave up on his escape and simply rolled them to their sides and closed his eyes. He wasn't getting away from her without physically harming her. He mentally shook his head. This was so ridiculous. He could already feel the headache coming for him in the morning and he was too tired for this. Besides, they still had their towels on…it would be fine. Or, maybe that was just the beer talking.
Ryuzaki Sakuno woke early the day after her high school graduation from the sensation of something rubbing her stomach. She was lying on her back and something was on top of her making a rubbing sensation on her stomach, what in the world? Her head was pounding and she fought to crack her eyes open to see what was disturbing her sleep only to be met with a fluffy Himalayan cat face.
She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Wasn't that? Ryoma-kun's cat? She slowly blinked, thinking somehow the cat was a figment of her imagination induced by whatever was giving her the headache from hell. Nope, fluffy face was still looking intently down at her and rubbing its paws into her stomach with determination. Why was thinking so difficult? What was Ryoma-kun's cat's name again?
She wet her dry lips with the tip of her tongue, "Ka-Karupin?" she croaked.
A loud moan suddenly filled her ears, and Sakuno was suddenly aware that she was not in bed alone, well, besides the cat.
Oh no. Please no.
The arm she hadn't realized was wrapped around her waist shifted, suddenly making her aware of its presence and wait…was she naked?
She rolled her eyes to the side and got a glimpse of dark greenish black hair.
Oh no. Nonononononononononononono.
She shifted slightly in the direction of her bedmate, causing Karupin to jump off of her. She got a good look at her bedmate's sleeping face and confirmed that yes; she was somehow in a bed with Echizen Ryoma.
She was pretty sure she was naked. She was pretty sure Ryoma-kun was too, given his exposed shoulders. She bit her lip to keep herself from screaming as Ryoma-kun's hazel eyes slowly blinked open.
"Sakuno-" he whispered just as her confused brain finished processing and not being able to take it anymore, Sakuno let out a terrified scream as she pushed Ryoma away from her. She effectively pushed him into the bedroom wall and herself off of the bed. Quickly realizing she'd tumbled off the bed, she looked down at herself and realizing her nakedness she screamed again as she grabbed at the blanket and yanked it off of Ryoma and wrapped it around herself. Looking up, she was met with a rattled, confused and naked Ryoma and screamed yet again.
Not even bothering to cover himself, Ryoma had both hands covering his ears, "Will you stop screaming? My head is pounding!"
Sakuno quieted for a second as Ryoma grabbed at a towel that was on the bed and wrapped it around his hips. Before he could even look back at Sakuno she was already back on the bed with him wrapped up like a mummy in his blanket.
"Ryoma-kun! What-?" Sakuno stopped herself from asking the questions on the tip of her tongue. Why couldn't she remember anything? Why didn't she know why she was here? Why was she naked in Ryoma-kun's bed? Did she really want to know? Weren't the answers obvious?
Rolling up on herself and putting her forehead into the bed, Sakuno moaned, "Oh God, I'm ruined!"
Hearing Sakuno's words, Ryoma's eyes widened in disbelief. She didn't…uh oh. Before he could explain though, Sakuno was in a full swing freak out. She was pounding her fists onto the bed and kicking her feet from her knees. "I'm ruined, I'm ruined, I'm ruined," she was practically chanting it to his mattress.
"What will I do now? Uwahhhhaahahahahahahaha~~" she wailed into the bed.
Not knowing how to calm her down, Ryoma remained still and watched in horror as Sakuno continued her tirade. Ugh, his headache was now in top form and he squeezed his eyes shut tightly trying to figure out how to fix this situation. Wasn't this what he'd fought so hard to avoid last night? He took his left hand and rubbed at his temples for a second trying to gather his still half awake wits about him.
Sakuno had sat bolt upright, flopped back to the floor and was now scrambling through their clothes on the floor, "Dress, dress, where's my dress?" she was saying to herself.
"I hung your dress in my closet," Ryoma informed her without even thinking about it.
Sakuno wobbled to her feet and half way to the closet, she paused, turned and then flopped her blanket-wrapped self in his desk chair. She picked up his cordless phone started furiously punching numbers into the receiver.
Ryoma's eyes widened in fright as he suddenly jumped into action and swiping the phone out of Sakuno's hands quickly hit the end call button.
"What are you doing?" he demanded furiously.
Taken aback by his anger, Sakuno flinched as she reached for the phone in his hand and answered, "I-I'm calling Takashi-kun!"
Kawamura again? What the hell?
"What? Why?" Ryoma asked, his confusion and frustration clearly conveyed in his tone as he pulled the phone further away from Sakuno, effectively keeping it out of her reach, unless she wanted to flash him of course.
"What?" Sakuno asked back, now also confused.
"Why are you calling Kawamura?" he asked.
Sakuno's lower lip suddenly quivered, "Be-because! Uwahahahahahaha~~~ Taka-takashi-kun, he promised me, he promised if something like this ever happened he would take care of me...that he would mar-marry me and everything would be okay."
Furious, Ryoma threw the phone into the wall. It bounced on impact breaking into several smaller pieces. Sakuno cried out in shock.
Kawamura told her that? What the hell! Next time he saw that guy he was going to punch his brains out and Sakuno was quitting Kawamura sushi effective immediately. He flexed his hands into fists just thinking about how much he was going to beat the crap out of Kawamura. How dare he?
Sakuno was crying inconsolably into his blanket with her hands covering her face. Her long brunette hair was cascading about her in disheveled waves.
Ryoma groaned from the pain in his head and the silly female distress going on in the room at present. What a mess. He let out a frustrated huff before he stomped over to their discarded clothing from the night before and grabbing his pants off the floor dug through his right pocket and produced the now crumpled up long white envelope he'd been carting around with him the past few days. Smoothing it out he walked back to his desk chair and held the envelope underneath Sakuno's nose, hoping she'd look through her hands and spot it.
Seeing the envelope under her nose, she stopped crying and sniffled a bit as she hesitantly took the envelope from Ryoma's outstretched hand.
"Ryoma-kun? What's this?" she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her she turned it over and began breaking the seal.
Ryoma put a hand over hers; momentarily stopping the action, "Wait. Just…before you open that up, we," Ryoma paused as Sakuno looked up into his eyes and he took a nervous gulp of air. "Last night, we, I mean, nothing," he let out a huff of frustration, "it- I mean, we didn't…you know," he gestured with his hands helplessly unable to put it into words and blushing furiously remembering what they had done.
Sakuno's eyes widened with understanding as she realized what he was trying to say. She started blushing furiously herself, "We…we, didn't?" she asked.
Ryoma shook his head, "We didn't."
Sakuno looked down and then back up at Ryoma, taking a moment to rove her eyes over his barely clothed form, "Are you sure?"
Ryoma averted his eyes for a second. Okay, so the truth was, she'd broken him down and he'd decided he couldn't fight her anymore about it and then she'd passed out, but…well, they hadn't so…he then looked back at her, "I'm sure that I'm sure! I remember everything!"
Sakuno let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding, "O-okay, I believe Ryoma-kun."
Ryoma sighed with obvious relief and then glanced nervously at the envelope in Sakuno's hands. He moved over and leaned his towel-clad figure against his desk, keeping both eyes glued on the envelope.
However, now that the subject was being discussed, Sakuno had questions, "What did happen last night, Ryoma-kun?"
Ryoma swallowed and flushed red yet again. What was he going to tell her? He looked at the envelope again. Everything. He needed to tell her everything.
He yanked the envelope out of Sakuno's fingers. She protested meekly, but he just walked back to his bed. He slowly sat back on it, taking care that he didn't flash anything underneath his towel at Sakuno.
Sakuno rose from the chair at Ryoma's desk and waddled after him with the blanket still tightly wrapped about her figure. She joined him on the bed; somewhere in the back of her mind she wondered why neither of them had bothered to put any real clothes on.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" Ryoma asked once they had both settled side by side with their backs against the wall.
Sakuno paused for a moment and tried to think, she'd just been reacting and jumping to conclusions all morning instead of trying to remember what happened to get her into this situation. Oh. Oh…ohohohohohoh.
"Ryoma-kun you tried to help me because I ate Fuji-kun's sushi, but you gave me this horrible tasting stuff and then I was all fuzzy happy giggles, but I didn't feel good, right? I kind-of remember walking here with you, why didn't you take me home?"
Ryoma gave Sakuno a skeptical look. Did she really not understand?
"I couldn't bring you home drunk like that!"
Sakuno's eyes widened, "I- okay, you're right, it was probably better not to go home drunk. Grandma would have probably killed both of us." She paused and gazed at Ryoma's bare chest for a minute, now that she'd calmed down her fingers were itching to touch him. She pulled her back away from the wall a bit and leaned over him.
"Ne, Ryoma-kun…if nothing happened, how did we end up naked?" she asked quietly. Her traitorous right hand was inching towards his shoulder.
Ryoma gave Sakuno a smirk and taking her approaching right hand into his left, he pulled her hand into contact with his chest as he cupped the side of her face with his right hand and pulled her lips down to meet his.
Sakuno couldn't believe it. Ryoma-kun was kissing her! Losing herself she slumped her blanketed form onto his towel-only clad lap and enjoyed rubbing her hands across his bare chest and back as she kissed him back fervently. After all, she'd probably never see him again after this anyway.
By the time Sakuno was moaning into his ear as he kissed his way down her neck, Ryoma paused and moving his mouth to her ear confessed, "This is what happened last night."
Sakuno nearly lost herself at Ryoma's whispered confession - she was ready to drop the blanket off and swipe at Ryoma's towel. Uwah, last night sounded so hot to her, and she couldn't even remember it. Her first kiss lost to the fuzziness of being drunk, although, this morning's display was more than making up for it by her imaginings.
"Ryoma-kun no etchi," she jokingly scolded him.
Ryoma gave a slight snicker of amusement.
"I still don't know how we got naked," she reminded him.
Ryoma gave a nervous cough, "You…insisted on taking a bath."
Sakuno took a minute to think that through…
. . . .
"Ryoma-kun and I took a bath together?"
Ryoma was unsuccessfully trying to back away from Sakuno's furious expression, though his back was already into the wall. Realizing he was cornered, he closed his eyes for a moment to gather his thoughts and then defended, "Well, I turned the lights off!"
Sakuno was already onto the next point, "So then when were we kissing?"
"Well," gulp, "while we were in the bath-"
"Uwahahahahahaha~~ Ryoma you did ruin me, I'm ruined!" Sakuno interrupted.
Now she drops the -kun? Ryoma noted with irritation.
"Now I'm going to have to marry Takashi-kun!" she continued.
AGAIN? Again she brings up Kawamura! Ryoma banged the side of his fist into the wall behind him before he completely lost his temper. He grabbed for the white envelope once again since it had been discarded next to them on the bed and started opening it up. Forget this, she was being such a silly female right now, he absolutely couldn't take it anymore, and if she brought up Kawamura Takashi one more time as a potential marriage mate he was going to put his clothes on and go burn down the sushi shop.
Unfolding the document that was inside the envelope out, he flipped it over and held the writing up to Sakuno's face between them for a moment to get her attention before lowering it enough that he could watch her eyes scan over it with wonder and confusion.
Her wailing had immediately ceased and now she was moving shaky hands from Ryoma's shoulders to the document's edges to take it from him. She shifted on his lap to get better light and Ryoma watched as she read it over more than one time as if in disbelief.
Finally, she looked up at him with shining tearful eyes.
Ryoma gulped and felt his whole body flush with embarrassment.
She waved the document with one hand between them for a few seconds, "So…Ryoma did this?"
It didn't matter if she was asking if he'd ordered it or filled it out, or done all the research to fill it out, he had done it, all of it. He nodded.
Sakuno put both hands on the edges of the document again and looked at it, blushing. Raising her eyes back at Ryoma she gave him a glowing smile. She was practically sparkling and Ryoma determined this was a good sign.
"I-I don't know what to say!"
"Don't say anything, just sign it and stamp it!"
"But Ryoma! That would mean, I mean…that would, you know? If I did that then we'd, well…that would make us married!"
"Yeah, so?"
"So you want to marry me?"
Ryoma was suddenly rather embarrassed. Why couldn't she just sign it and be done with it? Girls! So troublesome!
He frowned at her, "Why else would I have done all the research to fill it all out and made my parents sign it since I'm only 18?"
Sakuno looked at the paper again and confirmed that his parents had given their approval. Since she'd turned 18 and no longer required parental permission for marriage she had almost forgot the law that boys had to have it until they were 20. That must have been really hard on Ryoma since his Dad loved to tease him so much about girls.
She'd been partially melting a bit inside ever since she'd first glanced at the paper, but now…she was finally realizing what it really meant and then, "No! Ryoma, I can't marry you!"
She shoved the paper back at him.
Ryoma didn't understand. She said she liked him! She looked positively gooey with happiness a second ago. "Why not?" he demanded.
"Ryoma is a young famous tennis star, you can't get married."
"WHAT? That's stupid!"
"It's not stupid, you can't have a family and play tennis!"
Ryoma disagreed, obviously, but he'd already anticipated the possibility of this argument, in fact, his usually really stupid father had been the one to point it out to him while he'd signed his parental approval. "Fine! I'll quit tennis! We'll just - run the temple here or something."
Sakuno started crying again, "I can't let you do that!"
Desperate, Ryoma grabbed the sides of her face and forced her to focus her eyes on his before saying lowly, "And I can't not marry you, so what's it going to be Sakuno? Do you not like me?" If she hadn't been all over him last night his heart would have probably been shattered with no hope right now, instead he just wanted to shake some sense into her. Sure, he had a sick feeling in his stomach area, but he paid it no mind, this was the moment. He wiped away the few tears that escaped the sides of her eyes with his thumbs and held his breath waiting for her response.
She kept her eye contact with him, "I- I love Ryoma."
He set his forehead against hers and closed his eyes in relief, "You better love me, you silly girl."
A second later, Sakuno had given him a peck on the lips and was standing at his desk signing the paper she'd grabbed on her way off the bed. She'd left the blanket behind on Ryoma's lap, leaving Ryoma to gape at her as she signed their marriage certificate naked.
Ryoma jumped off the bad and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing the back of the side of her neck as she finished. There was no need for him to sign it, since he'd signed his side days ago when he'd first received the official document and started filling it out. Seeing her signature he grinned in satisfaction.
"My stamp is at home, so I have to stamp it later," she explained.
He rubbed his hands up and down her bare arms before wrapping his arms around her shoulders and setting his forehead down into her neck, "Thank God."
Sakuno was surprised by his comment, "What do you mean?"
"For a scary moment there, I thought you really wouldn't marry me," he confessed.
Sakuno smirked as she turned around in his arms and he lifted his head back up.
"Ryoma, after all these years, you should know that I could never really say no to you."
He gave her a sideways smirk, "Believe me Echizen Sakuno, after last night, I learned that it definitely goes both ways."
Sakuno giggled at the sound of her new name and somewhere in her mind she desperately hoped that when this headache passed she'd remember everything that Ryoma claimed to remember had happened last night, but in the meantime, she was going to enjoy this moment of her newly wedded bliss. She pressed her body against her husband's and wrapped her arms around his neck, "Take me back to bed Ryoma."
"With pleasure, Sakuno," he said as he lifted her up and deposited her back on his bed, he grabbed the blanket and wrapped them both up in it. "So, any ideas on the honeymoon?"
"Ryoma, I had no idea you even wanted to marry me twenty minutes ago, and I have a hangover, give me a few minutes to catch up with you!" Sakuno scolded him.
"Yes, wife," he said with a grin. He was pretty sure he was going to have fun getting to know Sakuno better now that her shyness had been removed. In the meantime, he was going to make up for last night. He propped himself on his side and leaning over his bride he began sucking on her lower lip as he moved his free arm over the smooth planes of her stomach.
Sakuno let out a wicked laugh, "Ne, Ryoma-kun~~ I think I'm starting to remember!"
Ryoma paused his assault and scoffed at his wife, "Nothing but just Ryoma from now on, and you are forbidden to go work for Kawamura ever again."
"Wait? What?"
A/N: Well, I hope you all got as many giggles from this story as I did, it was heaps of fun to finally write out this story that's been bouncing around in my head the last 3 years. Please make my day and give me some review love! Muah! xoxo ~Bunny